Limit Breaking Genius Mage Chapter 485

Episode 485 Extremely Strong (1)

Darkmoon, Dahit Wesroel, had been living a life of independence long before Verden came into existence.

A genius with transcendence.

A disciple who received instruction from the first eight members of the magical world.

The leader who usurped the Black Hour.

The pinnacle of the group of death wizards who destroyed the Kingdom of Ailan.

A criminal who is engaged in a close battle against the alliance of four magic towers and single-handedly annihilated half of the leadership of the Diamun Magic Tower.

Above all, he is a transcendent being who faced off against Bohemirn's Tower Lord, Balok Besias, and the Cliff of Eternity, but was defeated.

It's a real monster.

Even though Verden became a transcendent being in less than three years after his reversal, after having crossed several death lines… …if we objectively compare his experiences, he was not on par with Dahit.

'In this magic battle, Dahit is clearly superior.'

However, the reason I brought forward the final battle with Black Hour without hesitation was because I had one conviction.

Infinite magic power.

Two magic swords.

Transcendence of one's own choice.

It can be said with certainty that Verden is a transcendent being that Dahit has never experienced.

Kuuuuuu… … !

Three flaming meteors fall from near the high ceiling. The lake beneath the bridge begins to boil.

Dahit stared at the warmth that brightened his skin without any emotion.

Then he lightly tapped the floor with the lower part of the staff.

<Bright Night>

A circle with a radius of 20m centered on Dahit───a flame of hellfire crawling up from its edge.

It burned wildly, forming a curtain of pitch-black flames.

Kwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwang!

As Verden and Dahit's magic collide, a loud explosion pierces your ears.

It's just noisy.

The three <Meteors> blocked by the flames of destruction could not advance any further and gradually subsided.

“The eyes that floated up to that unknown magic circle even skipped the calculation of the seventh-tier magic. Your versatility is truly outstanding. Do you think that fire magic will work on me, who is none other than me?”

Dahit is a magician who specializes in flame magic, and the magic he pioneered, <Manghwa>, is a flame that dramatically expands the combustion of flames.

The heat of the black flames obliterates things without a trace. It literally obliterates everything without leaving even a handful of ash behind.

Conceptually, no ordinary flame can dare to compete with the pitch-black flame.

Then Verden said,

“It would certainly be difficult to stand up to your magic with the same fire attribute.”

The temperature is soaring again.

“But never.”

Rain of red disaster.

<Meteor Swarm>

The flaming meteor that fell while glaring soon broke into dozens of fragments and struck Dahit's shield with a fierce blow.

As this continued without pause for a second and third time, Dahit's eyes widened.

‘This guy, his magic circuit… … .’

Indiscriminately pouring out 7th-tier flame magic is certainly powerful, but it is also a foolish offensive.

Even if you are a transcendent being, there will be a significant backlash in the magic circuit.

'And yet, far from showing any sign of difficulty, you are completely fine. What kind of magic did you develop to enter the realm of transcendence?'

Dahit leapt backwards with strong doubts in his mind.

Even though it was <Bright Night>, it was impossible to endure the shock any longer.

Soon the curtain of black flames dispersed, and a vast explosion swept through the area.

The lake is rippling like crazy.

On the other hand, the straight bridge built on top of it was intact.

This great hall was a legacy that the Black Hour leadership had painstakingly built, imitating the architectural technology of the Dark Nation as best as they could.

Although it may not have the same level of durability as the administrator's office where the Demon King's clone resides, it is not easily damaged.

Verden's eyes sharpened.

'Even though Dahit is almost immune to fire magic, the power of the 7th rank is enough to handle it.'

The fact that Dahit's unique magic was destroyed is proof of this.

If that's the case, then other 7th tier elemental magics would be more effective.

'And thanks to Ma-an, I have an overwhelming advantage in casting magic.'

Moreover, Dahit is still focused on observation and analysis. He is trying to interpret his opponent's magic and prepare for the next move.

So I plan to show some of my power as I wish.

Verden's turn is not over yet.

Swish.

Interis, who inherited all of Orient's functions, extended his left hand to the side while casting <Meteor Swarm>, which was strengthened by it.

Palm facing the lake.

According to the law of hierarchy, the lakes in the Great Hall began to ripple simultaneously.

A pillar of accumulated water.

<Tainar>

A column of water rose up, reminiscent of a barrier, like a waterfall flowing in the opposite direction.

The boundary line divided the stage in half with the two transcendent beings.

“Water series……?”

Dahit, who witnessed the elemental properties opposite to fire, reflexively gathered his magical power, but the difference in scale was significant.

As he was swept away by the torrent, dozens of flaming meteors crashed down above him.

The steam exploded.

Beyond the blurred vision, countless un-evaporated water droplets poured down.

Naturally, Dahit's presence is clearly felt.

Verden's jaw clenched.

'Just a little more.'

<Aquilo>

He wrapped the head of Interis in a three-dimensional sphere made of wind and swung it around strongly as if he was throwing it away.

Hwaaaa …

The transcendent storm that stopped the Bone Dragon in the Republic of Beldirn distorts the atmosphere.

The pressure came rushing in, causing rapid changes in atmospheric pressure.

Dahit muttered as he swept away the steam that was billowing before his eyes.

“This ignorant…….”

<Extinction>

The condensed magic flames stretched out into the air and exploded. Everything between them was instantly annihilated.

Immediately afterwards, Verden activates <Transfer>.

… … !

Dahit immediately raised his head and reacted.

Verden blocks the rapidly approaching wave of destruction with a wall of earth and counterattacks with a shockwave from space.

Kwaaagwagwang! Kwaaaaang! Kwaaagwagwang!

The pitch-black flames and the brilliant elements bombarded each other. Neither of them retreated an inch.

While they were clashing in the middle a dozen times, Verden designated the range with his sword.

Double casting.

<Momentium>

The calculation was modified to generate a repulsive force rather than an attractive force.

Kuuung!

It was the moment when Dahit, who was being crushed hard, stood with both feet on the bridge, enduring the pressure and forcibly erasing the effects of gravity.

Infinite magic.

'Come together.'

The will of Verden, which holds endless possibilities, gathered together the steam that filled all directions.

The temperature drops in the cold.

When the pressure changed by <Aquilo> was added, thick dark clouds formed.

Crackling… …!

Countless lightning bolts flashed and tangled within it.

The guillotine is ready.

Verden lowered Interis vertically without hesitation.

The main punishment of Jincheon.

<Brain>

A field of vision that turns white.

Kwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwa!

An overwhelming amount of brain power passed through Verden, punishing the Transcendent One of Black Hour.

* * *

Tsk tsk tsk───

The light is fading.

Parts of the bridge that were subjected to extreme heat and pressure turned red hot.

“Phew…….”

Verden took a deep breath.

This is the first time I've seen such a torrential downpour of 7th-tier magic.

The magic circuit is stiff.

My body temperature rose and my breathing became a little rougher.

The smoke clears.

From Dahit's body, which was maintaining its balance by putting its weight on the staff, smoke was rising along with a sizzling sound.

'It hit the mark.'

Of course, it wasn't enough to break through the transcendent's magic resistance and inflict fatal damage.

Still, the damage was significant.

Dahit swept his tangled, dark gray hair upward.

“Not only does he have that much magical power and magical circuits, he also possesses all attributes. He seems to have been born with all kinds of magical talents. Judging from the fact that he has even mastered the seven levels of magic from each elemental series, it seems that his teachers have trained him to the fullest.”

Totally wrong.

Verden's detailed knowledge of the seventh-tier elemental magic was the result of living in the unofficial laboratory of the Bohemian Tower.

Gravity magic and spatial magic are books obtained from the Eastern Continent and the Ark.

Naturally, the hands of the first members were not involved at all.

Dahit continued speaking.

“And this crazy magic war… yeah, the ending is quite different, but it’s somewhat similar. Baloch, that half-assed guy.”

Baloch is a transcendent being specialized in magic circles.

As Bohemian Tower displays all attributes, he can implement various phenomena of each attribute through various magic circles.

It wasn't called an all-rounder for nothing.

At that moment, Verden frowned.

“……If you’re talking about Baloch, are you talking about the Bohemian Tower?”

"okay."

Who are you comparing yourself to now?

Verden answered immediately, not hiding his extreme displeasure.

“I must be mistaken.”

“No, similar…….”

“Not similar.”

“……?”

Dahit inwardly tilted his head at Verden’s firm denial. However, he quickly dismissed the thought as it was ineffective in the current situation.

He lightly brushed away his jet-black robe and rubbed the back of his neck.

“By the way, I’ve never been outgunned… Well, this is the first time. I admit it. Your magical talent and those eyes are really annoying.”

Dahit laid down his staff.

“Let’s stop joking here.”

Phew.

A black flame flows out from the hand and envelops the staff that appears in front of you, shrinking it.

Soon, the staff's form disappeared, and two flames took hold of each of Dahit's hands.

Artificial artifact, [The Chaos of Manifestation].

“It’s not easy to find the artifact that suits you among the artifacts that exist in the world. The more powerful you are, the more difficult it becomes.”

Dahit, who had transformed his staff into the 'Pitch Black Gloves' and was wearing them, made a light gesture.

Whoosh whoosh… … !

The flames of destruction that were created along that trajectory began to glow. They moved irregularly, as if they were alive.

“So I made it myself. Just for my magic.”

Dahit twisted the corner of his mouth.

“Let me try to handle it.”

Two crossed hands.

He supported his right wrist with his left hand and aimed accurately at Verden with his right hand, with all five fingers bent.

Condensed dark flame.

───!

It burst out silently, burning a straight line and approaching Berden.

A curtain of space blocked the front.

Immediately afterwards, Dahit's blow struck Berden, who was on the defensive.

'This is… … .'

The annihilation of black flame is now erasing even space.

The shield of space has been partially destroyed.

Through those tiny gaps, heat that was neither hot nor cold seeped in.

“……!!”

It felt like thousands of needles were piercing my skin and then tearing my muscles.

Stamina and magic power are reduced.

Verden, who had a high threshold for pain, rarely showed agitation on his face, and used Arcane at full power to create a magical shield.

The battle lasted about 7 seconds.

The moment Berden finally managed to endure, Dahit moved both his hands.

Black waves rippling all around.

It grew exponentially and became a tidal wave.

Verden, who hurriedly activated the magic eye, <teleported> to the ceiling.

“Where.”

Dahit's consciousness turned upward.

A large number of flame awls surge through the vast expanse of black flame.

Liquid.

They passed by the rear of the Verden, which was flying while performing evasive maneuvers, and stopped just before touching the ceiling.

They spread out widely and combined with each other, turning the horizontal space black.

Up and down.

A sea of destruction, surging and crashing on both sides, engulfed Verden.

‘… … It cannot be crossed by teleportation.’

Because the magic currently being manipulated by Dahit even includes the concept of space.

It is dangerous to <transfer> hastily.

However, even if we just sit still, there is no clear solution.

Verden grabbed Interis with both hands and dove sharply, spinning around repeatedly.

Triple casting.

<Industrial complex>

Purple blades continued to pierce the rippling Black Sea.

He willingly threw himself into a gap just big enough for one person to fit through.

widely.

Berden, freed from his predicament, landed in front of the second gate of the depths.

“You’re good at finding gaps to escape. But no matter how many times you turn, you’re always in the same place.”

Dahit raised his right hand and pointed to the sky with his index finger. All the black flames filling the four directions became one, forming a huge sphere.

An amalgam of destruction.

In the still silence where even the sound of breathing had stopped, Dahit spoke softly.

“Let’s slowly take out the cards we’ve been hiding.”

Dahit bent his index finger.

<The Wheel of Mokha>

Endless darkness approaches.

There is room to avoid it, but it has been ruled out.

My senses were screaming at me not to go that way.

Also, if it were to be exposed as authentic, the balance of this magic war would collapse in an instant.

<Arcane: Magic Fusion>

Verden strongly extended his Interis, concentrating his magical power to the max.

A torrent of blue magic poured out from the orb and struck Dahit's black sun.

Kwakwakwakwakwakwa… … !!!

It seemed like a close fight, but Verden slowly began to be pushed back.

The reason was simple.

This was because the magic beam was being extinguished by Dahit's unique heat before it could reach its full power.

If we continue like this, the result is obvious.

Instinct sounded the alarm.

'I've become even more perfect as a Transcendent being than when I faced the Grand Duke of Revandale… … but is this the limit of my current power?'

I don't really regret it.

I am satisfied that Dahit was the first to take out the artifact card.

The important thing is this:

Phew.

Verden released the fusion by gathering all of his body's magical power.

At the same time, it spun around on its hind legs and retreated.

Magic conversion.

Pure magic power disappeared and crimson magic power filled the magic circuit.

thrill.

Omnipotence.

The three pillars surrounding the Orb of Interis aimed at the black sun that had become closer.

<Arcane──Ming>

The ray of destruction that pierced through the diagonal line collided with the <Wheel of the Underworld>. Crunch. The force generated from the center caused a crack in the bridge of the depths.

That very moment when the waves become distorted and twisted.

───!

As Dahit's unique magic collapsed, traces were scattered everywhere.

A loud noise belatedly struck my eardrums.

Tiny, pitch-black sparks that fluttered like sparks disappeared one by one.

Magic <Destruction>.

Finally, Verden opened the second magic gate and looked straight ahead.

Our eyes met.

Dahit clenched his fist as he glared at Verden, whose momentum had completely changed.

New stars and dark moons.

The two, sensing that the preliminary battle including exploration was over, began to show their full power.